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Chapter 146 - Paying a Debt (2)

About a week later, Breyner returned once more from a successful trip to the dungeon for another encounter with his goddess. Not Mimosa, who said he was visiting some other gods for a date about him, but his other "goddess," the lover he had taken on, the beautiful and ravishing Goddess of Blacksmiths, Lilliana.

Lilliana told him that she had a surprise waiting for him on their next date, which honestly got him extremely excited. Everything she did and suggested turned him on at this point, possibly even more than when Ayans proposed a trio with Silpher, in the Adventurers Guild's supply depot, or when Mimosa plays the role of a sex slave for some reason, or in the dungeon when Ryuu was trapped in the mucus of a gooey monster known as "Smile", and she actually demanded that he brutally rape her before he could free her. Yes, when Lilliana said she had a surprise hoping it was a very exciting prospect, because it meant she was actively thinking about it.

When Breyner arrived at her workshop, he was a little disappointed to see that Lilliana was there, waiting. Sure, Lilliana was half-naked, but she didn't really look any different. Then he saw her pointing to a strange chair, strange because he had never seen her before. Then he saw the bindings on the table, along with the piece of cloth.

"Sex blindfolded? Oh, goddess, you remembered!" Breyner said happily.

"Calm down, you." Lilliana said. She quickly moved forward purposefully, her thick boots thudding loudly on the ground. "Just do what you say."

"Yes!" Breyner exclaimed happily aloud and hurried to do as Lilliana said. The blindfolded game was a rather rare feast for them, as Lilliana had said she had reservations about the whole thing. But whenever she nodded, he knew he could expect her to do mind-blowing things with her boots, as well as raunchy, bare-backed chair sex later. At the mere thought of anticipation, her erection nearly exploded out of her pants, threatening to rip her apart.

In less than a minute she had him trussed and helpless in the chair, his monstrous erection even more apparent protruding from beneath the fabric of his pants. Accompanied by a sweet kiss on the lips, she took away her vision, which immediately made her other senses sharpen, her arousal reaching a fever pitch.

Lilliana quickly unbuttoned his pants, making his erection spring to full attention like a ship's mast. "Mhm? Anxious, aren't you?" Lilliana asked, laughing.

"Yes, certainly goddess." Breyner spoke quickly. She gave his imposing flesh a firm tug. Then he heard the rustling sound of clothes, obviously she was undressing. He craved this, anticipation burning him inside. Eventually, the sensation he sought came at last: the feel of smooth leather sliding against her length meant she had now encircled him along the sides of his boots, inducing sweet sensations and teasing him with an irresistible pleasure. Like a dog chained with food dangling in front of him, Breyner strained and struggled in his restraints, desperate to rub and touch her length against the leather surface of his boots.

"Do you like it?" Lilliana asked curiously.

"Yes!" Breyner said happily aloud.

"Good boy." Lilliana muttered gently. With gentle tugging motions, her feet rubbed up and down his length, attacking him with all sorts of delicious tortures. He quickly reached a peak of bronze, but as if sensing it, she quickly withdrew, and the feel of the boots around him vanished into thin air. He moaned at the sudden interruption and didn't calm down, even as she approached and trailed kisses all over his face.

"Mmm... Do you like it? There's more coming, don't worry." Lilliana whispered softly into Breyner's ear.

"Ohhh...goddess..." Breyner muttered randomly.

Unbeknownst to Breyner, someone else entered the room, and sidled up close to the entwined lovers. Lilliana was well aware of his presence, however, and despite the doubts that could be clearly seen on her face, the newcomer walked confidently towards Breyner.

As Lilliana began licking and stroking Breyner's neck, the newcomer's hands began running all over Breyner's clothing, unbuttoning and opening where necessary, until they could access the skin underneath.

Breyner moaned under the intense, tortuous pleasure he thought his goddess was giving him, still clueless. It was only when those same hands encircled his cock, slowly rubbing up and down his length, that he realized something was wrong. It wasn't a pair of hands on his erection, but he could clearly feel that Lilliana's hands were the ones against her back. The impossibility of this situation made his mind wake up, alarms ringing, as he said, "Wait, what the hell is going on? Is anyone else here?"

Breyner heard a snort, which he could definitely tell was Lilliana. But another voice, something he hadn't expected to hear in this place, soon followed. "I'm here too, my lovely Breyner~."

"Huhhh?"

Question marks could have been easily visible above Breyner Brickell's head, indicating his great confusion about all of this. The deception was quickly discovered when the blindfold was removed from his eyes, revealing the truth. And the truth shook Breyner deeply.

Breyner knew her. Of course he knew her. He had spoken to her several times, had even borne the brunt of her teasing. Her presence, almost entirely rarely seen in the city, was that of a magnificent and attractive woman, brazenly showing off her feminine aspects in her manner of dress, but also totally unafraid of censure or undignified attention. In fact, she even seemed to revel in being a sight that would turn heads everywhere she went. For it was not only her sublime beauty that made her seem an untouchable entity, it was also the fact that she possessed one of the most powerful forces among all the New Gods, and perhaps even beyond.

This was Lucelle, a Goddess Breyner knew to some degree. And yet, what he thought he knew and what was being shown to him were very different things at the moment. Lucelle liked to dress provocatively, showing off her sensual curves, but now she was, to Breyner, a symbol of everything he desired. Her sexy body was covered in shiny leather, skimpy and skintight. Her breasts jutted out like big fat lemons, gripped tightly and accentuated under her dress. Her cleavage was even lighter to see, almost on the verge of exposing herself to him; her belly, slender, smooth and unmarked, was bare. Her leather leggings made her buttocks look thicker than usual, neatly following the contours of her thick, luscious thighs and wide hips. Finally, she wore thick leather boots, pitch black and shiny.

"What… what… what… Goddess?" Breyner asked breathlessly.

"In fact." Lilliana replied. Her body was so close he could almost breathe deeply with her scent.

"What are you... What's going on?"

In response, her hand cupped her chin, the sudden sensation of her touch sending shocks down her spine. This was almost exactly like the first time he touched Lilliana, and also how quiet he sometimes felt, the feeling of boldly touching someone whose entire existence was rooted in the divine was a pleasure entirely in itself. Her entire face felt like a sex organ unto itself, the continual contact heating her entire face, even when her skin felt as sensitive as the tip of his cock.

And then when her hand returned to his crotch, stroking and rubbing along its length, the sensation doubled, tripled, quadrupled, so that his eyes fluttered, and he struggled to stifle his orgasm. A small member of it jumped and writhed with each tug, as eager as an animal to its owner.

Her words rang in his ears as if she had spoken a magical spell directly into them.

"Breyner Brickell. I will formally claim you now. You are mine."

Their first kiss was electric for Breyner, like all first kisses with his girls. But there was something else at stake here, something different arising from his point of contact. It was as if a spell that affected the mind had been cast on him. The kiss wasn't just a kiss. It was a promise of so much more, and so images, each one more depraved than the one before, assailed him, filling him with a hungry and endless desire. Time and space and all mortal troubles were nothing as he claimed this divine apparition, mating with her indefinitely as he consecrated her as a sacred vessel for her seed and for him alone. When the kiss ended, the images faded, but somehow they remain, forever etched in his memory. He then realized that she had once again turned her attention to his body, unwrapping it like a gift. He watched as she removed her pants completely, before running her hands like a ghost along the surface of her thighs, making a pleasant tingle run down her spine.

It was then that Breyner finally remembered that Lilliana was there too, silently but furiously, continuing her loving care for him as if nothing had changed. This was even more evident when the two goddesses in the room kissed him on each cheek, sending him once again down the path of rapt imagination. There he was like a storm cloud, enveloping, almost suffocating, almost invisible as he curled around the glorious naked bodies of Lilliana and Lucelle, mating with them at the same time, each point of contact causing thunderous crashes and lightning bolts to break out from within him; until finally, after nearly a millennium of the creation of these goddesses, wet, slippery streams burst from within, covering the earth below with a glorious rain...

"What's… happening…" Breyner quickly gasped, his mind snapping back to the present. Though it was only a brief flash of imagination, he still felt as if he had lived through each moment, as if he had become a divine apparition.

"She's using her perverted magic on you." Lilliana said, with some derision in her tone.

"It's all part of my charm." Lucelle purred happily, she was now breathing directly over Breyner's erection.

"Witchcraft, you mean." Lilliana pointed out drying.

"You can't be considered a Fertility Goddess without exuding this endless charm." Lucelle responded with a shrug. "My dear Breyner, this is just the consequence of lying with a goddess. It's fortunate that your aspects are so far removed from the sexual act that you've only been able to glimpse a hint of divine ecstasy, but since I'm your partner, all my charms are now aimed at you, resulting in this. Don't worry. I'll make it worth it." Lucelle said and with that her lips descended on the tip of her cock, swallowing deftly as she looked directly at him.

Breyner gritted his teeth, feeling completely drunk on alcohol in less than a minute. Every sensation she gave him was sweet, searing torture. She licked, teased, swallowed, moving slowly down until he was half-housed in her divine voice box; before she moved further, sucking the entire time until her lips centered around the base of his cock, nearly half of it had gone down her throat. Then she moved her head up and down, and her throat elongated, sliding it in and out of the tight confines of her mouth and throat as if it were nothing, while dipping sloppily with a generous dose of saliva. .

For Breyner, it was as if lightning continued to flash through his mind as the undeniably sweet torture of Lucelle's sudden blowjob coursed through him, gripping him in a paroxysm of pleasure he couldn't easily escape. A wild part of him yearned to be released, to wrap her in her arms, run his fingers through her hair, take her head and drive his cock into her over and over again until she choked on him, goddess or not. He was therefore close to climax right there, and it was signaled by a stiffening of his shoulders and a chill moving down towards her cock. Her balls clenched as he exploded inside her as he desperately tried to contain himself, to no avail. Strings of her white seed gushed down his throat, painting his insides freely. Through half-closed eyes, he saw the triumphant look in Lucelle's eyes, and the flush that crept into her cheek as her throat moved, accepting all he could give her in silence, her throat growling and giving it to him still more pleasure than he had even thought possible.

Breyner moaned again, and then he heard Lilliana say, "Wow, I haven't seen that face of his in a while. It's like you really drained him. Fuck me, that was hot." Dimly, he saw, with great surprise, that Lilliana was only on the bed, half-naked, her feet shod high as her hands were buried in the juncture of her thighs. One last gush of sperm from her and he was sated, all her ejaculation having been deposited deep in the goddess's belly, as if he'd fed her completely. When she withdrew from him, she did so slowly, deliberately, making sure he could deeply feel each mouthful of hers against her length as they moved out of the warm confines of her oral passage. After leaving her lips with a smack, Lucelle opened her mouth, proving that she had drunk it all, proving that she had willingly swallowed her seed.

Lucelle's voice was deep and sensual as she responded to Lilliana's earlier statement. "Don't worry. He'll fuck you as scheduled today as soon as I'm done."

"Goddess." Breyner said, speaking in a similar way to the way he always addressed Mimosa and later Lilliana: reverently and with great awe. Her erection rose, as if to greet her. He wanted her like a hungry beast hungry for food. He wanted to raise her, mate with her, make love to her. To take and plunder everything about her, at the same time he totally gave himself to her. And as if she felt that brutal desire, as if she too desired everything he wanted, she rose and deftly straddled him, her leather-clad boots clinging to her shoulders as she presented an opening in her pants, a delicious zip made that exposed the wonderful pink entrance to his inner domain. Her lower lips danced against his erection playfully, never too close or too far, but always just out of reach,

"You are mine now, as you have been since you first caught my eye, Breyner Brickell." Lucelle proclaimed. "And therefore it is your privilege, if you choose to accept me, to claim me as yours in turn. What do you say?"

"I am yours, Goddess!" Breyner screamed quickly, and in that moment she answered him, pushing his cock down hard. Within moments she had fully engulfed his length, and after only a few seconds of hesitation, she began to quickly jump on his cock. She was already very wet, he discovered, which only fueled her passion. Her pale skin, which wasn't hidden by her leather outfit, turned red with the effort. Though he'd just come, he had energy left over from his years as an adventurer, which he'd put to good use by moving up in her pussy with everything he had. As he did so, she introduced herself to him as an attractive beauty with few equals as she tightened around him as she breathed sweet sighs into his face as he responded to each upward thrust as her body moved and swayed. Everything about her captivated him. Then he quickly felt Lilliana behind him, and she undid her bonds, leaving her hands free at last. He lifted the goddess onto her lap, which weighed almost nothing in her hands, and without withdrawing from her, he placed her on the bed, his hips ever advancing with the frantic, wild speed of a beast finally unleashed.

Lucelle cried out in anticipation, her pussy clenching like an answering vice around him. With her newfound freedom, her fucking pace grew. Something in Breyner, primal and true, had come loose, causing him to jerk wildly, his hips moving and slamming into her with the speed of light. It was here that Lucelle finally let out a cry of pure feminine joy as her legs wrapped around the mortal's back, caging him in her loving embrace, even as he experienced an ecstasy she hadn't felt in a long time.

They came together, in such a strong and powerful way; and yet it was as if neither of them had noticed that moment, as each was so intent on creating the other that Breyner's movements had never stopped, even as large amounts of his jizz pumped straight into the goddess's center, covering your inner walls your color. In turn, her love juices burst, splashing across his groin as the scent of her nectar wafted into the air, seducing him further and further into this frantic heat that would never end. They both gasped and moaned in pleasure, Breyner for having successfully devoured another goddess, Lucelle for finally claiming him as her own.

When it was over, he still remained rigid as a rock, still eager to continue. She pushed him away, then turned him to the side so she could hover over him, her blond hair falling over her head. She brushed a few strands behind her ear as she descended, until her face was level with his crotch once more. She placed a kiss on his glistening, slippery cock, which was completely soaked in their mutual juices. She planted a tongue between his slit while her lips massaged his head.

Lucelle swallowed the rest of him, her lips creating a sucking motion that made him screech in agonizing ecstasy. So when he settled deep inside her once more, she paused and then shared a knowing look with him. In a flash, he realized what she wanted him to do. And he did; taking the sides of her face, feeling the heat of her cheeks as he thrust his hips up, invading her throat hard. She accepted it without hesitation, a deep gurgling moan echoing from her throat. The rest of her mouth licked carelessly and pleasured her length even as he began to seriously fuck her face. It was so liberating as an intoxicating wave of male dominance coursed through Breyner's mind. Here he was openly violating the mouth of a goddess whom the whole town considered a superior existence, and now he was using her mouth as if it were an onahole made specifically for her use. He pushed in and out, not caring for her comfort, for in fact she also gave no indication that she felt any discomfort; since she even seemed to enjoy being used as a cheap whore instead of being worshiped like the goddess she was. Such mindless debauchery was perhaps her goal in itself, reducing a much-loved hero and goddess to little more than sex-crazed beasts, as evidenced by the frantic and desperate movements of Breyner's hips coinciding with the fluid flow of Lucelle's insides that now covered the floor. All the time, thick sounds,

When Breyner came, Lucelle didn't fully swallow him. Her hands, revealing her true strength, kept him from pinning his head to her crotch, instead she allowed him to come until her cheeks swelled with his seed, then pushed him back until he sneezed the rest of her essence. burning in her face, instantly infecting the beautiful, perfect face of a goddess with deadly semen, covering her hair and causing drops of drying semen to run from her chin, ear, earrings and lips; it drips, drips, drips to stain his leather suit and the rest of his pale skin, creating lewd little dots and puddles of white on the glossy black surface. For Breyner, who was watching, the desecration was complete, and though he knew little, he would now belong to Lucelle, and she to him. She opened her lips, allowing part of her seed to flow,

When his mind-blowing orgasm ended, he thought with certainty that it was over, or at least he assumed they would now come back for another round, as he was still hard and rigid, ready to unload another batch. And yet he was unable to predict what happened next, for as soon as he stopped coming, Lucelle's lovely slender fingers waved at Lilliana, causing the last goddess to approach.

"Hm? What - wait, wow - hrymphhhhh!"

In a lightning-quick move, Lucelle grabbed the other's head and planted her face against hers, before capturing Lilliana's mouth and thrusting her tongue down the latter's throat. The other goddess could do nothing but squirm and struggle, as the surprise caught her completely off guard. But then, as Breyner watched, entranced, Lilliana's tense shoulders relaxed, as she gave in, her body slumping against the other's. The obvious loud choking sound came, and it was clear that not only were the two goddesses kissing, Lucelle was also forcing a lot of her cum into Lilliana's mouth, judging by the loud, audible gulps and the way her throat moved. , forced to swallow pieces of its seed.

When Lucelle finally pulled away, Breyner could see that Lilliana's only visible eye was stunned, as if she'd been fascinated by some kind of hypnotic spell. Her tongue hanging out, obviously stained with remnants of her sperm. Quickly, she began to lick the sperm that was still drying on Lucelle's face, although to Breyner it was as if she were greedily devouring another goddess. No matter the truth, the appearance was the same, and almost lesbian as the two goddesses kissed, clamoring for their sperm.

This was how Lilliana was subdued and defeated, all for a purpose only Lucelle knew. And Breyner was about to find that out when he placed the other goddess beside her and waved at him. Tonight, he would dine with two divine spirits and savor their bodies as much as his mortal body could handle. And so he dove into bed, straight into the pool of pleasure that only two goddesses could provide.

Time lost all meaning for all of them. Breyner fucked them both: side by side, one on top of the other, him sandwiched between her beautiful thighs, pressed between her joined breasts, or his leather boots urging him to a sloppy finish. His endless lust, his passion reigned unabated, even the bed springs rang endlessly from their frantic and constant copulations. Two ecstatic, vivacious goddesses enfolded him in their ethereal charms, pushing him to the limit as no other evidence has ever done, challenging his body as no other monster has ever done. He freely shared Lilliana, his longtime lover, while at the same time lavishing all kinds of attention on Lucelle, his newest conquest. They moved from the bed: with both of them leaning against the window, noticeable to anyone watching the workshop from afar, when he caught them from behind, alternately slamming into their bodies with the force of a man possessed. He did this until their bodies were glazed with his sperm, their buttocks red and raw, until he perfected his mastery over their sinful bodies with his mortal seed.

All the while, the two goddesses didn't neglect their attention on the other as they engaged in a lesbian duel of tongues and fingers, each trying one over the other and establishing dominance through deft jabs or exploiting a gap in the other. Even as Breyner branded their bodies with his manly essence. The sinful vision of your little side war, fought with much abandon and prolonged depravity.

His earlier imagination felt like a prophecy, as Breyner slowly spent the night eternally entwined with the goddesses, just as the storm cloud had been. They gave him pleasure from front to back, side by side, hip to hip, cock to mouth. Both seemed to fervently seek pleasure in his body, rubbing themselves against him with the assurance of one who expects release from only one individual, him. His voices were a repeated cacophony of high notes and shrill squeaks, a testament to the crucible of ultimate pleasure that held the three beings there. They became like a three-headed writhing beast, making it impossible for a distant observer to discern where one began and the others ended.

Repeatedly Breyner impregnated them, and of course if the goddesses could be fertilized.

When their climax came, Breyner was once again affected by a scene that went straight out of the imagination. Though maybe, given the presence of the other goddesses with him, it really was a vision. Hearts beating as one, they floated in a space beautified by the many twinkling lights that surrounded them, as if Breyner had ascended into the night sky. From inside his body grew a constant heat, like a sun rising inside him. The moment was so sacred, so sacred, that Breyner could do nothing but surrender fully to the tide of happiness that surrounded him. As the last bits of scorching comets shot out of him, to land somewhere he couldn't see, Breyner felt... content, like a man who has finally reached the bosom of that Mother Goddess Primordial, even though it was actually between the embrace. of two goddesses where he found him.

~xXx~

Lucelle and Lilliana watched as Breyner Brickell dozed off, while his bodies remained entwined with his. They preferred to stay that way, not because they'd been haggard and exhausted like the mortal, but because it felt so right. Even Lucelle, who initially entered the courtship with a superior attitude, felt humiliated, even when she felt another woman's body in bed. .

"He's brilliant." Lucelle proclaimed throatily, her husky voice betraying the huskiness in her voice, a result of the myriad screams the relentless adventurer had coaxed out of her in his rippling lust.

"Yes…that was obvious." Lilliana said, rolling her one visible eye. For her, the start of last night's session was built behind a veneer of blackmail, as she was basically forced to keep playing. But in the end, she tried something new and was satisfied, oddly enough. Her gaze went to a spot on the wall, then she screamed quickly. "By the bells of heaven, it's morning!"

"I've taken care of it, now shut up little sister, let him sleep." Lucelle said, smiling tenderly at the sleeping form of the young man who was squished between them.

"What do you mean by that?" Lilliana asked curiously.

"Oh, that I've planned things in this wonderful city to ensure our privacy is maintained. I've also taken the liberty of commissioning your family's services in this effort, so don't worry about it." Lucelle said with a shrug. "I think that gives us…maybe a good day before someone starts asking questions." Lucelle said quickly and reached out with her free arm, causing her free breast to lightly smack Breyner's cheek. Unconsciously responding, the adventurer's lips gripped her nipple, causing Lucelle to mutter happily.

"Have a nice day?" Lilliana once again asked curiously

"Do you want to continue, yes?" Lucelle asked, eyebrows raised.

"..." Lilliana opened her mouth and suddenly blushed. She wanted to say a lot of things, but she knew she couldn't deny the one basic fact. "II want, of course..."

"Then let's give him an hour or two before we wake him up. Then we'll have until sunset to have some fun. Speaking of which… we can't always meet here for sex. for the occasion." Lucelle said with a mysterious gleam in her eyes.

"Wait, what? New place?" Lilliana asked curiously. "What do you need a new place for."

"For what?" Lucelle muttered with a smirk. "For our next time, my silly little sister."

Lilliana's only visible eye widened comically. "N-next time?"

"Obviously." Lucelle said with a shrug. "And for all time afterward I did. Especially if we include your other girls in the mix. Oooh… I so want to make that busty little brat wear maids' clothes and serve her mistress."

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